..in the context of the poem the caption 'ghost house' acquires new meaning.the image reflects the application of a painter's mind._the lines-"an avenue of light, rocked by rolling waves,extinguished in the evening fog"-do exactly what a poem should do.~lovely..many thanks..(ps:there is style here)

Hi Sue, most of these are indeed fleeting and only some will we remember. I like it!I won't tell if my wistful dream was really wistful or real! Only a deceased person and I know. Ditto for another. "We write what we know."..BTW, I am a retired Community College Professor, I taught busines, more Business Law than other courses.Sooooo, I read your very nice "changing sexual norms and Twilight" essay. I'm what you call religious (I don't call it that) but wasn't very 'religious' at one time. I have a lot of fleeting memories of my 'other lives.'

Sunflower Roots

Remember roots,deep in the moist dark.Nurture what abides,cultivate passion.Reach out to the sun and the rain;Stretch to embrace the fear.Delve deep withinfor the wellsprings of joy.Kindle the creative spark, andDance on the winds again.